Devastation in Iowa City Tonight

("Jay Honeck" wrote)
I won't make that mistake again.


You owe (S)omebody BIG time. g
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Easter Sunrise Service will be INSIDE the Church this year.

Bring the kids. "When we your your age...."

Give them a taste for this whole religion thing. You take them to museums
and State Parks. Not a bad time for a Jay and Mary (living memory)
time-capsule ...a Catholic mass - minus roof.

"Lift you hearts and your hands and your head to the heavens..."
"Hey, I can see it!"

Shoes shined Joe? Where's Becca's other white glove? Is the Easter offering
envelope still on the fridge? Where's my nice tie? Parents used to get
family pictures taken on Easter because that's the one time all nine family
members were all in their very best clothes.

Those kids will ALWAYS remember The Good Friday/Easter Tornado of '06.

Paul
Twin Cities has:
The Halloween Snow Storm of '91 ("The Perfect Storm" - storm)
The Floods of '65 (1969, 1993, 1997 were less dramatic)
The Armistice Day Blizzard of 1940
http://news.minnesota.publicradio.org/features/200011/10_steilm_blizzard-m/
The Heat Wave of '36

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message
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Trouble was, I seriously thought that I had the superior weather
instrument, being in the weather room at the airport. The radar there
was showing that the worst of the storm had passed.



I find that very interesting.

Is this an NWS NOAA radar, or is it a "private" operation (municipal, etc.)?
Is it a Doppler?

Is it possibly an operator problem? It almost sounds like you were looking
at an inappropriate "mode".

Jay Honeck wrote:
Trust me, I felt pretty stupid, especially after Mary told me not to
leave because one of several tornadoes were approaching.

Trouble was, I seriously thought that I had the superior weather
instrument, being in the weather room at the airport. The radar there
was showing that the worst of the storm had passed.

I won't make that mistake again.

Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a
Tornado watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to
camp...when...wham, instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold
sweat...no, wait, it's not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

Seriously though Jay, very interesting the difference in what you were
seeing vs. what Mary was seeing.

--
Jack Allison
PP-ASEL-Instrument Airplane
Arrow N2104T

"When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the Earth
with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there
you will always long to return"
- Leonardo Da Vinci

(Remove the obvious from address to reply via e-mail)

Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a
Tornado watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to
camp...when...wham, instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold
sweat...no, wait, it's not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

Man, that WAS a storm, no? Actually with much harder rain than this
tornado produced.

(Thankfully, no hail in *that* one, or we -- and a billion dollars
worth of planes parked at OSH -- would have been toast! Can you
imagine how much the insurance adjusters must sweat during OSH week?)
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

Jay Honeck wrote:
Trust me, I felt pretty stupid, especially after Mary told me not to
leave because one of several tornadoes were approaching.
Trouble was, I seriously thought that I had the superior weather
instrument, being in the weather room at the airport. The radar there
was showing that the worst of the storm had passed.
I won't make that mistake again.

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Jack Allison wrote:
Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a
Tornado watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to
camp...when...wham, instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold
sweat...no, wait, it's not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

Jack, your dream sounds incredibly like AirVenture 2005!
In my version, I believe you were in the pizza joint across the road
while Laurence and I were enjoying a fine meal at the Hilton while the
rain was sheeting the western windows. It stopped raining long enough
for us to saunter back to our campsite and retire to our respective
tents.
Shortly thereafter, the wind and rain returned. It is the only time I
have watched wind driven rain force its way through the interlocked
teeth of a closed zipper.
Yes, I stayed dry, but I didn't get to sleep until the storm blew
through.

"Jack Allison" wrote in message
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Jay Honeck wrote:
I won't make that mistake again.

Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a Tornado
watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to camp...when...wham,
instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold sweat...no, wait, it's
not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

In May, 2001, my family and I were sitting in a restaurant in Lorton,
Virginia, for dinner during a vacation. From our table I could see the TV in
the bar area, and there was a Tornado Warning being broadcast.

From what I could gather of the map, it seemed it was RIGHT HERE. No one in
the restaurant was making any bones about it. So I was guessing, well, maybe
it was not _that_ close to us.

While eating our crab (of course, it was Virginia) appetizer, I heard the
unmistakable sound of a train. Remembering the old adage I'd heard in my
youth about the noise it makes. I jumped up and got ready to head for the
basement, but noticed no one else was making a scene (like the Yankee...me).

A few seconds later I heard the ding...ding...ding from the crossing, and
looking outside, realized the train station was across the street on the
other side of the restaurant from which we'd entered.


--
Matt
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Matthew W. Barrow
Site-Fill Homes, LLC.
Montrose, CO

("Denny" wrote)
Anyway, like Jay Beckman, as a lifelong Michigan resident I can see,
feel, and smell a tornado before it forms... I have up close and
personal experience with being picked up by a twister in 1953... I
survived and I'm not emotionally traumatized, but I am wary of those
monsters Next time get your butt into a basement and stay there until
it is all over...


Agree with Denny.

Mary would be known around town as The Widow Honeck ...."Hubba, hubba."

You do that again and we're going to have to start calling you Dorothy!

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Montblack

On 14 Apr 2006 04:14:20 -0700, "Denny" wrote:

Jay, glad you are OK, now let me beat you about the head and shoulders
for going out in your car with a twister dancing across town and you

And that's what I do every time there is a watch or warning. I jump
in the car and head out looking (*except* at night) One eye on the
road, one on the sky, and one looking for the nearest safety,
just-in-case.

Roger Halstead (K8RI & ARRL life member)
(N833R, S# CD-2 Worlds oldest Debonair)
www.rogerhalstead.com

knew it - and a convertible no less - jeez...
Anyway, like Jay Beckman, as a lifelong Michigan resident I can see,
feel, and smell a tornado before it forms... I have up close and
personal experience with being picked up by a twister in 1953... I
survived and I'm not emotionally traumatized, but I am wary of those
monsters Next time get your butt into a basement and stay there until
it is all over...

denny...

I hope the airport is ok too...?

Yeah, even though Menards is on the north edge of the airport, it
survived unscathed. Atlas shrugged off the storm.

Well, except for the 8 billion pieces of wood, insullation, rebar and
shingles scattered EVERYWHERE. FOD is the name of the game.
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

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